Cen Yue was really patient and accompanied her, practicing back and forth under the tree.
Song Yiyi became more and more confident as she rode. She raised her chin towards Cen Yue and said, "Get on. I'll give you a ride."
She has swelled up.
During this time, Cen Yue praised him generously: "Your riding is good, but you probably can't ride for long. Rest when you get tired."
Song Yiyi couldn't stand hearing such dirty talk, it was a sign of looking down on her!
"Who said that? Sit tight, I'll take you for a walk!"
Song Yiyi carried Cen Yue out of the compound and rode around the periphery.
She didn't even feel tired, she was just immersed in Cen Yue's increasingly attentive praise, unable to extricate herself.
"Song Yiyi, why didn't I know you were so amazing before?"
"Now you know it, praise me."
"Well, don't be so stubborn. Come down when you're tired."
"Who are you looking down on? If I give you a ride around the compound, will you call me sister?"
Cen Yue raised his eyes to look at the round back of Song Yiyi's head and chuckled softly, "Okay."
Song Yiyi's legs were actually quite sore.
It would have been fine if there was no one on the bicycle, but Cen Yue was tall and strong, and Song Yiyi gradually couldn't pedal anymore after carrying him.
The words were already spoken, she gritted her teeth and stood up.
So, on a summer night at the military family compound, what everyone saw was this: in the morning, Commissioner Cen and Song Yiyi had a banquet, and in the afternoon, Commissioner Cen physically punished Song Yiyi.
Otherwise, I really can't think of any reasonable reason to explain this jaw-dropping scene in front of me.
Cen Xiwei lifted his long legs, which had nowhere to put.
Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle with a calm face.
Song Yiyi worked as hard as Xiangzi, gritting her teeth and pedaling the pitiful six-wheeled bicycle with all her might.
Compared with Cen Yue, Song Yiyi looked even thinner.
Her fair cheeks were flushed and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Even so, I dare not relax at all.
Everyone at the wedding banquet envied her in the morning, but now their eyes were full of naked sympathy.
"Yiyi, do you want to come down and rest for a while?"
Song Yiyi squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "No need!"
Cen Xiwei's leisurely look was comparable to Zhou Baopi's, and everyone dared to be angry but not to speak out.
Passing by Gu Chengze's yard, Song Yiyi deliberately slowed down.
Before she could even glance around, a chilling voice came from behind her: "Don't you want to hear me call you sister?"
Just as Song Yiyi was about to retort, the courtyard gate opened.
Gu Chengze raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then walked out.
"elder brother!"
Song Yiyi shouted, jumped off the bicycle, and ran away.
Cen Yue and bicycle: "..."
They were still moving forward quickly.
Without the helmsman, the bicycle began to twist and turn.
If Cen Yue hadn't had long legs and arms to steady the front of the car while supporting himself with his legs on the ground, both he and Che Tian would have died here.
Gu Chengze saw the two of them, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Something happened?"
Song Yiyi casually scratched her sweat-soaked hair and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm learning to ride a bike."
Having said this, she suddenly realized something.
They both turned around, and saw Cen Yue walking towards them, pushing his bicycle with one hand, with resentment almost overflowing from his eyes.
Song Yiyi licked her dry lips and tried to hide behind the door, smiling awkwardly, "If I said I only knew how to ride a bicycle and didn't know how to stop it, so I had no choice but to abandon it, would you believe me?"
She really didn't mean it.
Cen Yue's eyes were indifferent and ruthless: "Do you think I believe it?"
Song Yiyi didn't dare to look.
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